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Friday, March 03, 2006


Jennifer nailed it: Spring is here. It's been warm here since mid-January, but only in the past week or two has the air taken on the rich heft and scent of spring. Despite my allergies also coming back full-force, I'm in heaven. The scent settles in early evening, and pressing me down into my wooden picnic chair on the porch, so I can't leave and must only stay and relax in the quietly creeping dusk. We leave the porch door flung open so it can creep into the house and breathe new life into all the musty corners. Ah, heaven!

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